{"id":909,"date":"2018-02-05T18:00:48","date_gmt":"2018-02-05T18:00:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/?p=909"},"modified":"2024-01-30T13:31:05","modified_gmt":"2024-01-30T13:31:05","slug":"above-ground","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/above-ground\/","title":{"rendered":"Above Ground"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">by John Riley<\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">&#8216;All through the night shall an inner voice seek life when laid out seeking slumber. In still moments when dark and yearning, I shall come from shadows to taunt thee.&#8217; <span style=\"font-size: 10pt;\">The Demon (Samuel Flyte)<\/span><\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">In a Las Vegas gambling den that is heaven for silver retirees now glued to the slots and sitting in their own urine &#8211; Sam entered the fray.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">A quarter or so back in time, he&#8217;d seen the carpet joint from a Greyhound bus window nearing the journey&#8217;s end from San Diego.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">God damn, ain&#8217;t that something to behold. Bright neon city, lights flashing, and pretty ladies structuring boardwalks, hell on earth, my kind of town. It&#8217;s enough to light up the soul. A fellah can feel lucky when the moon comes alongside Jupiter on the other side of midnight. Viva Las Vegas!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">With a wedge of borrowed money and chips that don&#8217;t come wrapped in newsprint, he reckoned he had this stranger&#8217;s system worked out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam cut in at the table. Man gets a bit of luck. The dames are flocking, a win here, a win there. Sam develops a feel for things, and when thinking day follows night and real men don&#8217;t suck from straws, Sam&#8217;s luck pissed down the drain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">It all went wrong. Sam couldn&#8217;t understand it and hit the bar, necking what he had left until the stranger came alongside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Friend, don&#8217;t be too nailed about me fleecing you.&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He stood back, gesturing with open palms.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam stuck to the bourbon.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;C&#8217;mon, you know I thought at one point you guessed&#8230; know what I mean?&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He gestured again.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Maybe you don&#8217;t recognise the new outfit?&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;What?&#8221; Sam, turning weary from the drink.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Fellah, you&#8217;ve goddam ruined me, ain&#8217;t that enough?&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam took a second.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Come to think of it, you, do remind me of someone,&#8221; raising the glass to make his point.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">The stranger came in close, whispering low and something smokey around the breath.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;We had a clause in that deal way back, the one where I saved your life. Remember? You work for me if we meet again in Zanzibar.&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam thought, a vague memory &#8211; snake eyes?<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;This ain&#8217;t Zanzibar. We&#8217;re in Las Vegas!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">The stranger reflected with a grin, a devilish grin.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Check out the name of this hotel!&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam looked up at the sign over the bar.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Zanzibar.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">The stranger bent down to offer something.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Here&#8217;s the suitcase&#8230; you know what you&#8217;ve to do.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/above-ground-part-two\/\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif;\"><em>part two click here<\/em><\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-86 size-full\" style=\"border: 0px solid #ffffff;\" src=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll.png\" alt=\"The Ghostly World Fictional Ghost Stories\" width=\"1000\" height=\"67\" srcset=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll.png 1000w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-300x20.png 300w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-768x51.png 768w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-945x63.png 945w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-600x40.png 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/mirage\/\">back to previous episode<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/\">back to list of stories<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by John Riley &#8216;All through the night shall an inner voice seek life when laid out seeking slumber. In still moments when dark and yearning, I shall come from shadows to taunt thee.&#8217; The Demon (Samuel Flyte) In a Las Vegas gambling den that is heaven for silver retirees now glued to the slots and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[114],"tags":[141,3],"class_list":["post-909","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-john-riley","tag-above-ground","tag-john-riley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/909","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=909"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/909\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2832,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/909\/revisions\/2832"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=909"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=909"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=909"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}